Several people painted in the studio for an afternoon, and they were basically completed, Du Ruolin had no painting foundation, so he could only rely on his own imagination to paint, and from time to time Deng Chao would give two pointers by the side.

I didn't expect the last look at the effect to be much better than expected. Du Ruolin accepted the last stroke with satisfaction, covered the painting with a cloth, and walked out of the studio with Deng Chao.

Not long after she left, a few girls who were not bad and well-intentioned gathered and opened the cloth that Du Ruolin had covered on the easel with some contempt.

Originally, I thought that people like Du Ruolin who had no foundation in painting would draw most of the things they drew were also naïve and low-level ghost paintings, maybe even the lines and colors were crooked and funny, but I didn't expect that there were still some painting skills, which were not worse than theirs.

The expectant smile on the faces of several girls stiffened for a moment, and they looked at each other and were silent for a moment, and suddenly a girl picked up the paintbrush, with a cold light in her eyes, and reached out to make some moves on her painting, but was pulled by the girl on the side:

"No, forget it. When the time comes, there will be a teacher's comment, and it will be troublesome to pursue it. ”

The girl was a little hesitant when she heard this, but she was a little unwilling, and several people held their pens and struggled there for a while.

At this time, a girl suddenly strode in from outside the door, walked straight between them, didn't say anything, took a paintbrush and dug up the red paint next to it, and put a striking red cross on Du Ruolin's painting.

Before the girls could react, the girl who suddenly came in dug up several pieces of eye-catching paint one after another, and smeared the whole picture roughly, and soon the painting was unrecognizable.

"What are you doing?!" Several people were dumbfounded, and hurriedly went up to grab her, asking in an unkind tone.

Huangfu Hong Zhuo turned his face unhurriedly, and his eyes turned around on the faces of several people with a smile:

"I just did what you didn't dare to do, you are from the art class, and I am not, you don't come to thank me, and you still accuse me?"

Without giving the girls a chance to react, Huangfu Hong Zhuo turned his head and walked out of the studio.

……

When night fell, Song Lisheng stared out of the window boredly, the indoor light plated a layer of translucent mirrors on the glass window, half of which was dark green hidden in the night, and half of which reflected Du Ruolin's silhouette.

Thinking of the day's events, Song Lisheng couldn't calm down, he was angry with Du Ruolin like that, this little girl shouldn't hate him, right?

He couldn't pull down his face to talk to Du Ruolin, and the latter really ignored him, and in the end, Song Lisheng made himself feel very uncomfortable, thinking about it, and suddenly wanted to go to the studio to see her paintings.

Song Lisheng sneaked out of the class, walked all the way to the studio, with the name on the easel, he easily found Du Ruolin's painting, opened it with anticipation, and his eyes instantly stopped there.

The original color of the picture is almost covered by the dark pigment that covers it, and the crimson and inky blue that are interlaced horizontally and vertically can tell at a glance what kind of thought a good painting has been ruined in this way.

Song Lisheng frowned tightly, if this scene is seen by everyone tomorrow, Du Ruolin must not make a fool of himself in front of the public?

Song Lisheng hesitated twice, but still picked up the brush that he hadn't touched for many years, he was sent by his parents to an art class to learn painting since he was a child, what oil painting, Chinese painting, and character sketching are not a problem at all.

Time passed minute by minute, and the bell for the evening self-study had already sounded, and the night was thicker and deeper, Song Lisheng rubbed his somewhat dry eyes, shook his arm that had been sore from holding it for a long time, gritted his teeth and insisted on continuing to draw.

Song Lisheng, who was wholeheartedly on the painting, didn't notice it, and at this time, a person came from outside the corridor.

Deng Chao originally planned to revise his painting after class, but he saw from a distance that the lights in the studio were on, and there were people inside.

Forget it or not...... Deng Chao struggled inwardly, but decided to go and see who was inside. tiptoed to the back door, and secretly looked inside, the man who was drawing seriously with a pen turned out to be Song Lisheng, who was usually confused and didn't learn well.

What is he doing?

Deng Chao was a little shocked, and quickly recognized that the place he was sitting in was Du Ruolin's, and his heart jumped suddenly, could it be that he was deliberately damaging her painting?

Deng Chao moved his steps and was about to go in and catch him, but Song Lisheng suddenly stood up and relaxed his limbs, which startled Deng Chao and quickly retracted.

Song Lisheng rubbed his fingers full of paint, and Deng Chao noticed that Song Lisheng's clothes and pants were stained with color. He doesn't seem to be destroying Du Ruolin's paintings, but helping her paint?

…… The two of them have been very ambiguous recently, and they should be together. Deng Chao suddenly realized that he still shouldn't interfere in the affairs of other people's little couples.

The next day, early in the morning, the on-site evaluation was held, and a group of people surrounded the teachers who scored them, walking through the open paintings one by one, and everyone's eyes were either amazed or disdainful on the paintings, and the teacher's comments also surprised or unwilling the students of the paintings.

Finally, it was Du Ruolin's turn, seeing that she stretched out her hand and ripped off the white cloth on the painting, the girls yesterday glanced at each other, and they all saw a smile in each other's eyes, waiting to see a good show, but they didn't expect that what caught their eyes was an extremely beautiful oil painting.

The huge cherry blossom trees spread out their dense branches and leaves on the whole paper, the crisp light green and pink and white stars and flowers were scattered, half shyly revealing the fresh and tender petals, the sky was dyed with a whole beautiful pink, and the wind flexibly burrowed into the broken void, and before I knew it, it was also full of incense, and it was caught in the sound.

The sunlight hidden behind the broken leaves reveals a circle of blurred ambiguity, and the lazy and glamorous beauty blooms across all the senses, and the staggered colors are evenly proportioned and dense, outlining the graceful arc of the silver moon.

There was a girl standing under the cherry blossom tree, her eyebrows and eyes were intoxicated with bright light, the corners of her lips were curved, and her pink face was more delicate and moving than that of cherry blossoms. Her supple hair was scattered behind her shoulders, and she was picked up and kissed by the wind, revealing the fawn pattern of a phone case in her slender fingers. All the backgrounds are blurred by the light, except for her, which is angular and gentle, striking in the center of the frame.

Although she saw that the painting was not painted by herself, Du Ruolin was still dumbfounded, just seeing this painting, she seemed to be in such a gorgeous and grand cherry blossom rain again, surrounded by a breeze around her.

Such a bright and soft smile made her herself sink into this beautiful picture for a while, and it was too late to think about who painted it.

Deng Chao also stayed there, thinking that Song Lisheng stayed up so late last night to paint here, and he was still smiling, it turned out that Du Ruolin later found someone to ghostwrite, and he was extremely disappointed in Du Ruolin in his heart.

The scoring is over, and the only place that was finally selected into the art class is Du Ruolin.

Walking out of the studio, Du Ruolin was still immersed in the first eye of the painting he tore off, and he had no perception of the surroundings at all, and he walked on the road in a daze, and Deng Chao caught up with her behind:

"I actually found someone to ghostwrite, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person!" Deng Chao gasped and stopped in front of Du Ruolin, "While encouraging me to take the art class, I tried my best to squeeze in, I won't be friends with you again in the future!" ”

Deng Chao dropped this sentence and was about to leave angrily, but was called back by Du Ruolin:

"Who do you think is looking for someone to bring a pen? You make it clear! ”

"You and Song Lisheng have been walking for so long, he helped you paint all night last night, didn't you ask him to bring a pen? Otherwise, with his character, how would he be willing to stay up all night to help you draw. ”

Deng Chao looked at Du Ruolin dissatisfied, his tone was not good, in other words, whoever encountered such a thing would be somewhat unbalanced in his heart.

Hearing Song Lisheng's name, Du Ruolin was shocked and angry. Even though she wanted to leave Song Lisheng at first, after a short contact with Deng Chao, she knew how he loved painting, and she also deeply hoped that he was the one who entered the art class, how could she do such a thing?

How much she hopes that Deng Chao can be admitted to this art class, he already has a talent for painting, and he does not hesitate to practice, and even carefully guides and helps him, a layman who has no friendship. Du Ruolin's eyes darkened, and he immediately turned his head and ran to find Song Lisheng.

Soon Du Ruolin found Song Lisheng who was looking at the scenery in the corridor, and the latter turned around when he heard the footsteps, and saw Du Ruolin glaring at him angrily:

"Why ghostwrite for me!"

Song Lisheng didn't have time to say anything, Du Ruolin's grievances were like opening a mouth, and they all erupted at this moment:

"You just want me to get into the art class? I'm hiding a painting and now it's showing.,It's awesome and happy, isn't it? ”

"What did you say? Who ghostwrote for you? Song Lisheng grabbed Du Ruolin's hand in the chaos, and his voice couldn't help but carry a hint of panic, and he explained urgently, "It's your painting that was ruined, I helped you stay up all night and redraw it, otherwise you won't have to lose face in public today?" ”

Du Ruolin didn't care whether his paintings were destroyed or not, he just thought that he was really selected for the art class, and from then on, she really wanted to leave Pugao to become an art student, which also meant leaving Song Lisheng, why didn't he understand!

Is he really so willing? Sending her away from her side with your own hands?

Du Ruolin didn't know that this decision would make her so uncomfortable, but now she felt that the disturbed emotions that had made her fidgeting all rushed up at this time, slamming and screaming in her body, and she was about to lose control of herself.

"From now on, I'm going to go to an art class, and you'll never have my little brother again."

Du Ruolin slowly picked up the painting, looked at Song Lisheng with some hatred, and tore it open violently in front of him!

Song Lisheng's eyes widened, and his fists clenched fiercely, but he didn't stop it, but just watched Du Ruolin vent his anger and tear his night's hard work to pieces.

He unfolded the softest and most fragile place in his heart to Du Ruolin without reservation, and how she wanted to crush and torture was all at her will. The sound of the paper breaking pierced sharply through his ears, and a hoarse and rough string of invisible blood flowed silently.

After Du Ruolin finished speaking, he threw the stack of torn pieces of paper into Song Lisheng's hand, turned his head and decided to leave.

Song Lisheng's fingers trembled, and he held the pile of papers tightly and stood there.

Gu Yuancan came to Song Lisheng to play basketball together, and when he saw him standing there stupidly, his eyes moistened, he patted him on the shoulder:

"What are you looking at?"

Song Lisheng suddenly came back to his senses by this call, put aside his face to cover the dampness under his eyes, and leaned on the railing side by side with Gu Yuancan as if he had unintentionally. The subtle change in expression still couldn't escape the eyes of his old friend, Gu Yuancan groaned for a while, and said tentatively:

"What? Got a fight with your girlfriend? ”

"When did I get a girlfriend?"

Song Lisheng reacted quickly, and when he looked at Gu Yuancan again, he had already hidden the emotions just now, but his tone was still a little heavy.

"That little girl, Ruolin, isn't your girlfriend?" Gu Yuancan naturally didn't believe it, "Then why is your necklace with her?" ”

As soon as Song Lisheng heard this name, the feeling just now came up like a tide and swallowed him up, and he was not in the mood to explain, "No girl has ever upset me like this. ”

Gu Yuancan looked at him and didn't speak. Song Lisheng, who opened the conversation, seemed to have finally found an outlet, and complained with his eyes lowered:

"Don't talk about those ordinary girls, they are the most stubborn! It's so stubborn that it hurts your heart! ”

Although Song Lisheng said this, his tone did not have a hint of reproach, but a little spoiled and bitter helplessness. Gu Yuancan's eyes moved slightly, and when he noticed that Song Lisheng's mood seemed to be very different from the past, a gust of wind suddenly blew.

Song Lisheng didn't pay attention, and the pieces of paper that were not pinched tightly in his hands were scattered into the air with a hula, and fluttered downstairs like snowflakes, Song Lisheng's face changed greatly, and he grabbed a few times in the air, where can he catch it? Immediately ran downstairs to chase after him.

The sweeping aunt downstairs was sweeping it into the dustpan and was about to dump it into the trash can, when she heard a shout from afar:

"Auntie! Don't pour! ”

Song Lisheng ran out of breath, his hairstyle was crooked by the wind, and his coat was wide open. He ran in a hurry just now, and even his pants slipped down a lot, so Song Lisheng had to lift the belt of his trousers and rush towards the sweeping aunt one by one.

The aunt had already put the dustpan on the trash can, and when she heard a turning back, the pile of garbage slipped into the bucket.

Song Lisheng's pupils shrank, and he didn't even have time to lament when he had already rushed to him, so he frantically turned up the trash can again.

The voice he shouted just now and Song Lisheng's own recognition had already attracted a few passing students, and when they saw him rummaging through the garbage again, they gathered together and whispered: "Do you think Song Lisheng has been suffering from any garbage fetish recently?" Running around the trash cans every day! I didn't expect handsome people to have such strange interests! ”

The aunt next to her shook her head and persuaded:

"Young man! What are you looking for! ”

"I'm looking for a painting! A bunch of paper! Auntie, you just swept it! ”

Song Lisheng couldn't stop panting, his eyes were round because of the violent breathing just now, and he hurriedly dropped this sentence.

"Oops! That was picked up by a girl! ”

Picked up?

Song Lisheng stopped and glanced at Aunt Sweeper, unable to hide his disappointment.

He walked back to the class with his head down, and suddenly saw a glued painting on his desk, and although there were some stains on the corners, the girl in the painting was still fresh and clean, and beautiful as ever.

"You're back!" Du Ruolin's voice rang out, and he walked towards him step by step. "I'll tell you something, I've decided not to go to art class, I'm going to confess it to the teacher!"

"You stuck this painting?"

Song Lisheng pointed to the painting on the table, a little dazed about how Du Ruolin's attitude towards him had suddenly changed so much, and he even forgot about the surprise for a while.

"yes!" Du Ruolin said, turned around and took out a jar of medicine from the drawer, "It's not just the painting that needs to be glued, but some people's hands also need to be bandaged!" ”

Du Ruolin pulled his hand, Song Lisheng's punch that he smashed on the glass earlier also hurt his hand, and his knuckles were swollen and red, he didn't care much about it, but he didn't want Du Ruolin to keep it in mind.

The girl's slightly cool fingertips rubbed against the skin on the back of his hand, and both of them subconsciously stiffened, and quickly twisted their heads, with some unnatural ambiguity on their faces.

Du Ruolin lowered his head and gently smeared the medicine for him, Song Lisheng just looked at her serious side face, and was glad that he was injured for the first time.

"That's it! Try not to touch the water and remember to apply the medicine! ”

Du Ruolin raised her head, naturally raised a "done" smile, caught off guard and crashed into Song Lisheng's sight, the temperature around her continued to ferment and rise, she turned her gaze, sat back in her position as if nothing happened, and quickly buried her face in the crook of her arm.